We started dating and he was very inexperienced in sex and relationships. He was totally the opposite to the impression he gave at work. He was a virgin for a start but he just didn’t know what a women wanted. I was shocked when we first had sex because he was a fit guy with a nice six pack but he had a tiny penis.

By the time we got married he knew how to please me, I had taught him how to use his tongue and fingers and how to treat a woman. He came across at work that he was in control and sort powerful but at home he was the complete opposite he followed me around like a little boy.

I did not mind it as I was used to being in control and making the decisions. We were two opposites and I suppose that’s why we got on so well.

 The first three years we were married things went on fine. I had left where he worked and worked in a high fashion clothes shop in the city. Michael had climbed the corporate ladder and had a ridiculous high paying job with all the perks. Only thing was he worked very long hours and even at home he was always thinking about work. I think we both knew that our marriage was getting stale it needed exciting up. I was getting a bit tired of arranging everything which included sorting out what he was going to wear. He was alright going to work because he always wore a suit but going out on the weekends, he left it to me to pick his clothes.

I talked about it with my best friend who happened to be a psychologist. We had drinks one afternoon and I blurted it out. The more I drank the more I spilled out to Anne. It was nice to vent and Anne was not judge mental she was a friend. I even told her that Michael had a fixation with my boobs. When we were lying in bed, he would quite often suck my nipples and in fact he had tried to go to sleep just sucking on one. Might be alright for him but there was no way I was going to sleep with him doing that.

Anne knew Michael well as we often socialized with her going out for dinner and parties. She said, she had noticed that he gloated on me and followed me around like a little puppy. She said it was not a bad thing but she could see that it could become annoying. Anne said, I have an experiment I really would love to try out. if you are game.

 From now on every time you wake up in the night wake him up and say he is snoring badly. In the mornings tell him you did not sleep much because of his snoring You make him feel guilty about keeping you awake with his snoring then I will supply an adult pacifier to help with the snoring and you get to make sure he uses it when he goes to sleep. 

I will also make up a gel to put on his pacifier that will be sweet to taste, plus it will have something in it to make him sleep and hopefully it will be addictive. If that works, I could sell the gel to one of the pharmaceutical companies.

I said I think it will be hard to get him to suck on a pacifier every time he goes to bed. Anne said don’t under estimate yourself, I’m sure you will come up with something.

I thought about it a lot once Anne had gone home and found it quite exciting. That night when we went to bed, I waited an hour then woke Michael up complaining he was snoring. If I woke up during the night, I would do the same thing until he actually started to think he was snoring badly.

After about two weeks, I started to get out of bed early before he woke up and went and lied down on the living room couch. That brought the subject to a head.

I talked him into going to see Anne as she delt with snorers and that she could help him. He agreed to go see her if I went along. I rang Anne she said, that’s crafty of you and made an appointment.

So, we went in to see Anne. I gave her the sob story that I could not sleep due to his snoring and Michael told her he felt terrible about it. Anne said it was very common and the easiest way to fix it was with this and she produced a white box. She gave it to Michael who read the writing on the side which said it would help snoring. When he opened it up and pulled out the yellow pacifier, he got such a shock.

His words were, I’m not a baby what’s this for. Then Anne explained about it pressing his tongue down and keeping his mouth moist plus she knew it worked from other couples.

I said, well let’s try it as we have nothing to lose and no one else would ever know. Anne handed over a Jar of gel which she said just dip the teat into it before you put it into your mouth as it will help with the process. She told us that it would help sterilise the teat but you will feel a little numbness in the mouth which will also help. She then added, the other alternative was to sleep in separate bedrooms.

 I saw the look on Michael’s face when she said that. He quickly said, well let’s try the pacifier.

So, all worked well and Anne said use plenty of the gel and she would get make more up and give it to me when we went out for coffee again.

 Anne had already rung me and told me to slowly take charge in dipping the pacifier in the gel. take charge and make sure down the track he does not just use the gel without the pacifier. She also said for the first few months he would quickly lose it out of his mouth when he fell asleep. She said if I woke up in the night just check and just put it back in his mouth but put the gel on it.

That night when going to bed I made a point of keeping the gel on my side of the bed. When he got into bed, I simply dipped the pacifier in the gel told him to open up and I popped the pacifier into his mouth. He looked so cute sucking on the dummy. After a while he rolled away from me so I rolled over and cuddled him. I let my hand drift down to his penis and rested it there as I know he loved that. It did not take too long for both of us to drift off to sleep. I did wake up but I could not find the pacifier anywhere he must have been lying on it. I did not wake him but I would ring Anne and get a couple more.

Nights went the same way for a few weeks. I of course told him that his snoring was so much better. I still dipped his binky in the gel and put it into his mouth. He was excepting it gladly and I would say something like theirs a good baby boy which he did not complain about. Our sex life was getting better as I found treating him like a baby and watching him suck on his binky made me horny.

He surprised me one Friday night where he took charge in the love making firstly by going down on me till I orgasmed, then he rolled off put a ribbed condom on and made love to me. When he came, he pulled the condom off and went back down on me till I had another orgasm. I said wow where did you get that from, he said he had read about it in a book. I told him to keep reading it.

 Our sex life improved a lot and we started to talk freely to one another. I told him that mothering him really turned me on especially with the binky, I could not explain why but that did not matter. It did help him get over the embarrassment of using it though.

Anne became a more frequent visitor and we made a happy trio shopping and going out to dinner. Anne said, that Michael worked so hard and should not be bringing it home with him. I told her I knew but that Michael had said he would set us up so he could kick back after awhile and though it would be bad on both of us, he wanted to push on and reap the benefits.

I gave him all the help I could and made it a point of never complaining about the hours he worked.

I said to Anne that since using the binky he was relaxing more and defiantly did not seemed to be wound up about his work. He had also become not only more loving to me but even more reliant on me. Anne said, that was good as long as I could cope with being his wife, lover and mommy figure. I thought about that and we talked about the mommy thing as I had not looked at it like that. But she was right and I told her I loved it when he seemed like a little boy and the authority thing really turned me on. It enhanced our relationship so we were closer.

 She said that was great and there was nothing wrong with that at all. She said we could go further if we wanted to down the same lines and that she would sort out some reading material for me to read. If it interests you good. if not that’s ok too.

Come Saturday afternoon after a brief shop and quick lunch I could see that Michael was shattered. I said to him why don’t you go to bed and catch up with some sleep. He said he would just go in the lounge and close his eyes for a while. He went into the lounge and I went up in the bedroom and grabbed his binky. I smothered it with the gel and brought it down stairs to him. When I entered the lounge, he was lying down with a cushion under him staring up at the ceiling.

I went up to him and said this will help you relax darling and offered the binky to his lips. To my surprise he just opened his mouth with no fuss and started sucking on it like a good little boy. I grabbed a small blanket; I went back to him unbuckled his belt and removed his jeans which we had a bit of fun with as he was still lying on the couch. I spread the blanket on him not before noticing he had a hard on. I leaned over and kissed his for head while he was sucking on his binky. I whispered you have a little nippy-naps and when you wake up you will feel much better and with that I went back out in the kitchen.

I checked on him about an hour latter and I noticed not only was he in a deep sleep but he still had his binky in his mouth. His chin was wet with dribble so he had been sucking the binky. I went out grabbed my phone and took a few photographs. I made a coffee and sent one of the photos to Anne, she replied oh he looks just like a little peaceful boy. She also sent me a list of stories I should read and where to find them on the internet. I searched out the first one and started to read. It shocked and excited me at the same time. After I had read it, I was as wet as hell between my legs. I had a quick check of Michael then I went into the bedroom grabbing my vibrator and getting under the sheets. It did not take long before I had one of the biggest orgasms I had ever had.

That was it by the time I had read a few stories about women keeping their boyfriends or husbands bundled up as a submissive baby I searched the nett for more. At night looking at my husband asleep sucking his binky I was desperate to push it further, the only problem was how.

Next Saturday much the same thing had happened Michael was asleep on the couch with his dummy in his mouth. After he had gone to sleep, I had put a big bib on his chest so that the dribble was caught. I had an idea that I wanted to try after he had slept for a couple of hours, I removed my top and bra and covered both my nipples in the gel. I moved into the lounge and woke Michael up as he stirred and sat up, I sat on the lounge and pulled him close. I said to him, suckle to mummy, he was about to say something but I think he could smell the gel on my very erect nipple. He latched on as I cradled his head, shut his eyes and started sucking.

After a while I maneuvered him around to suck on the other nipple. After a short time, I had to put his binky back in his mouth as my nipples were getting saw.

 I said to him we need to get you upstairs as mommy needs you. He rolled off me I grabbed his hand and we went to our bedroom. I whipped my jeans and panties off and laid down on the bed telling him I needed licking.

 He soon got to work, I was already worked up and it did not take long for me to get off.

I maneuvered him next to me removed his shorts and started stroking his penis. He was about to cum and I stopped I said, if you go into our bathroom and we remove all that hair down there I will give you a blow job.

I had never gone down on him even though he had begged me to. I just did not like it near my face let alone in my mouth.

He let me smother him in hair removal cream. I did his balls legs and toes. When he complained he was burning down there we both got into the shower and I washed him down as well as using a plastic scrapper very gently.

When he turned around so his back was in view, I said I had missed a bit and grabbed the cream doing between his bum cheeks and the hairs on the bottom of his back.

Then I got on my knees, washed his pre cum off then put him inside of my mouth. I stroked him and when I knew he was about to cum I pulled him out from my mouth and hand finished him off.

I had learnt a valuable lesson from the material I had been reading. Which was bring him near to cumin then stop. He will do anything to get off.

When I met Anne again, I had plenty to talk about. I said is their something wrong with me that I wanted to humiliate my husband by treating and dressing him up as a baby.

Anne said, not all girls have that desire but it was becoming more common. She told me as long as it was consenting between you, go for it. She told me I was dominant and Michael was obviously a submissive person.

I asked her what that meant and how did she know.

 Well Michael when he is home does what you tell him to do. He likes being bossed around and certainly enjoys you treating him as a baby. He wants no responsibilities and probably craves the humiliation and the mothering.

 I said, well he’s so different when he is at work, he orders his two secretaries around and is so organized.

 That’s not uncommon but at home he just likes to let go. His probably excited about what you are going to do to him next just as you are so excited about how far you can go. You have both gone from a stale boring relationship to an exciting loving one, Anne said.

I told her I did not realise that Michael was a submissive and wanted to be humiliated and that it shed a whole new light on the subject.

Anne said she could see it a mile off and would really like to help as it turned her on too.

Michael was up tight about the final contract he was sewing up but he knew he would soon be taking six months off. He had left all the plans to me but he did not want to go away he just wanted to unwind at home as, he said, doing nothing.

I had gone mad on the internet buying what I needed for turning him into a baby. I fancied treating him like a baby girl but I would start off just dressing him and treating him as a baby boy.

 I was so busy, I took three weeks off work. I had a great job organising the nett sale page. The shop was forced to do this over covid and it had been so successful that we decided to carry it on. The good thing was I could do most of it from home, I did not have to order the dresses and outfits but I put them on the nett pages usually taking the photos of the two models we used. The girls were early twenties and were really just sales girls in our shop.

 I decided that I would go into work on Tuesday to do the photography and run the ideas through  the sales staff.

 I had discussed this with Anne who was going to make Tuesdays free so that she could come over to baby sit Michael and observe how things were going.

Michael was getting very dependant on the binky and I had said, just use it at home if it relaxes you no one will see it. But he didn’t he kept it for when he was going to have a sleep.

He finally got the contract signed and rang me to come to lunch with him as he was taking his secretaries for lunch to show his appreciation for their extra hard work over the last weeks. It was nice meeting them but his behaviour was so different around them. Even to me he made it seem he was in control and I was the loyal little house wife that tagged along after him. On his last day he went to work and came home at lunch time minus his work phone to start his holidays and I was all ready for him.